Chapter 51 My Muse According to the rules, Zhao Shuwan, who won first place in the photo PK session, received the highest amount of design funds provided by the program team, a full 10,000 yuan! The design funds received by other designers decreased according to their ranking. George, who ranked last, only had 2,000 yuan for his design, which meant he had to use the cheapest materials to create the most amazing design in order to have a chance of making a comeback. Fortunately, the design theme given by the program team this time is environmental protection. As long as your creativity is good enough, you can still create amazing works even with a pile of picked-up garbage! But the problem is that he has no creativity. After so many rounds of competition, all the creativity and inspiration he had accumulated over decades of his life had been drained, and the suckers who could provide him with creativity for free had been eliminated. He was like a dried-up spring, a dried-up sponge, or a traveler who was about to die of thirst in the desert. He sat in the tent, scratching his head for a long time, but could not draw even a single line. After repeated attempts without success, he irritably dropped his pen and looked at Wen Yu, who was holding her face with both hands and admiring his beautiful face with starry eyes: "Dear, what do you think about environmental protection?" Wen Yu shook her head, "I don't know."
George: "..." Perhaps the disappointment in his eyes was too obvious. Wen Yu thought for a moment and explained in a flattering manner, "Isn't environmental protection something that only poor people do? I've never been poor since I was a child, so I guess this is normal, right?" "You're not angry, are you?" She took his hand and shook it gently, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm too stupid to help you with this." George was already depressed, and when he heard her speak so coquettishly in a soft voice, all the anger in his heart could not be controlled and surged down his spine. "It's okay." He said, "You can help me in other ways." Before Wen Yu asked what it was about, he had already approached her. While he couldn't wait to kiss her cherry lips, his hot big hands were like a light and nimble snake, moving freely on her delicate and smooth skin all the way down. Wen Yu's eyes suddenly widened, and she blushed as she asked, "Are we... moving too fast?" George ignored her rejection and kept moving his hands. At the same time, he blinked his green eyes, looked at her affectionately, and whispered in her ear, "Dear Yuyu baby~" "My goddess, my muse, please help me relax and give me some inspiration, okay?" "This competition is really important to me, and only you can help me..." The gentle voice is like the hum of a siren, which makes people completely irresistible and unwilling to resist. With his coaxing again and again, Wen Yu's will loosened little by little, and her body gradually became limp. Until she turned into a pool of spring water, and sank with him in the boundless sea of desire, and went to Wushan together. On the other side, Wen Si and Zhao Shuwan were also discussing passionately about the theme of environmental protection. Wen Si: "I think the so-called environmental protection is a scam targeting ordinary people. It is the most ironic theme." "What do you mean?" Zhao Shuwan's eyes lit up and she was very interested in her idea. Wen Si: "Among the people I know, nine out of ten are wealthy, and at least eight out of nine wealthy people have a habit of extravagance and waste." "This group only accounts for 3% of the world's population, but consumes 63% of the earth's resources."
"They can leave the taps at home running 24 hours a day for decorative effects, wasting more water in a month than the average person uses in a lifetime, yet they shamelessly tell ordinary people: Don't let the last drop of water on earth turn into your tears." "They drive countless luxury cars, their mansions are always kept at a constant temperature, they have countless dishes for a meal, even rare animals can be used as ingredients, and they can travel around the world at any time." "But we appeal to ordinary people to travel green, save electricity, save food, protect rare animals and travel in a civilized manner." "But these ordinary people who can't even afford a car are accused of polluting the environment. They can't even afford a house, and they can't bear to turn on the air conditioner all night, but they have to bear the heavy responsibility of global warming. They have never been to the beach, and the flood of marine garbage is all their fault. They only know about shark fins from public service advertisements on TV, and the advertisements teach them not to eat shark fins. They can't even afford fur and ivory carvings, and the concept of "no buying, no killing" has long been deeply rooted in their bones..." After giving a lot of ironic examples in one breath, Wen Si sneered: "The resources that ordinary people have saved with great effort are not enough for them to waste in a day, and I haven't seen them share their wealth with ordinary people at all." "If wealth and honor cannot be shared, then why should sins be shared by everyone?" "I think you can use this point as a theme and create a satirical design with strong contrast between the front and back. The front is thrifty, the back is extravagant, the bottom is hell on earth, the top is decadent, one side is self-reflection, the other side is endless criticism..." She spoke with indignation, and Zhao Shuwan became more and more excited as she listened. In the end, she was so excited that she wanted to hug her and kiss her! "Ahhhhhhh, so ironic and so artistic, Sister Sisi, you are a genius, right? I love you so much! Woohoo, woohoo, I declare that from this moment on you are my muse! My goddess of inspiration!!!" Wen Si was amused by her excitement and crazy look, "I just provided an idea, it depends on how you design it. I don't know anything about clothing design, and I can't make clothes. From now on, you can only rely on yourself." "It's great that you can provide some ideas!" Zhao Shuwan continued to be excited, patted her chest confidently and said, "It's up to me now! I'm a professional at making clothes!" After saying that, he picked up a pencil and began to draft, revise, and color. After the design draft was completed, the two went together to buy fabrics and select accessories. After the preparation work is completed, the garment production stage will officially begin. Wen Si said that he didn't know how to make clothes and couldn't help much, but in fact he was busy the whole time. When Zhao Shuwan made patterns for clothes, she helped with the cutting. When Zhao Shuwan wanted to do three-dimensional cutting, she helped hand her the scissors and needle and thread. She also took the initiative to do small jobs such as sewing buttons, making pleats, and sewing laces. Although they were clumsy at the beginning and got pricked by the needle many times, she felt such a sense of accomplishment when she saw the clothes they designed together being made one after another! (End of this chapter)